
The saddle’s-eye-view from my Pelican. Was cruising along Jameson in Montecito.

The saddle’s-eye-view from my Pelican. Was cruising along Jameson in Montecito.

Someday, hopefully long from now, we will be willing to give everything we have just to be back here, in this time, if only for a moment.

What kind of today tonight style shonky plumber shenanigans is this monstrosity? Looks like some kind of medieval torture implement and is good for the half-assed locking of two bikes – maybe? The sad irony is they’ve got plenty of space for a proper rack and, instead, chose this thing. File under “wasted opportunities.”
The Journey is the Thing from Tony Blazejack on Vimeo.
…but failing hard.


Now that I’ve got the Pelican, my trusty Surly Cross-Check is moving on to a new home in Minnesota (the home of Surly Bikes, ironically enough). Or the frameset is, anyways. I’m going to miss this bike quite a lot: it’s seen me through a complete life transformation involving the loss of over 40lbs of fat, has been setup as a singlespeed, fixed gear and downtube shifted, geared long distance randonneuse, and has been my friend and companion on many adventures that I’ll remember forever. I only hope the Pelican can live up to the standard the Cross-Check has set. Farewell old friend, until we meet again someday…